Chapter 84 : Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Since I Took the Money, I’ve Got to Do the Job Well

In the end, I didn’t remind her.

For one, interrupting her first attempt like that wouldn’t be good.

Besides, with this rich lady’s wallet, she could practically live here.

Would she really care about wasting the room’s spells?

If she failed, I could bring it up then.

As they say, without comparison, there’s no progress.

Only after failing with all her effort would she appreciate the value of assistance.

I carefully moved to the wall and sat down.

Though I was tempted to take advantage of the incense here, it didn’t feel right, so I just quietly kept watch.

But I couldn’t resist my curiosity.

I activated my Spirit Vision to observe Tan Han.

Sure, I’d felt the intimidation of that unknown force before, but if I consciously avoided delving into it, wouldn’t that be fine?

I just wanted to see how Tan Han’s Meditation Space formed.

It was a rare opportunity.

I was too curious about this, especially since I’d never gone through that process myself.

If possible, I wanted to experience normal Meditation instead of stumbling through it blindly like I had.

When I looked at Tan Han again, the golden force from before wasn’t as terrifying.

Instead, it swirled around her as she sat in her standard meditation posture.

From my perspective, Tan Han looked like a glowing orb of light.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, the golden force began to stir and surge, eventually condensing into a sphere.

Gradually, it formed what I recognized as an “eye.”

That eye moved like a human’s, turning until its “gaze” locked onto me, meeting my eyes.

In that instant, I felt an indescribable “threat,” like an invisible hand gripping my throat, halting the flow of blood in my body.

I could feel my body growing cold, my consciousness blurring.

When I “came to” again, it was as if nothing had happened, leaving only my racing heartbeat and slightly rapid breathing.

I quickly tried to calm my breathing, but my body felt weak, like it was oxygen-deprived.

It took a while to recover.

At that moment, only one question lingered in my mind: what was that?

It was too terrifying.

Was this an extraordinary world?

I held my forehead.

The experience hadn’t interrupted my Spirit Vision.

It seemed to be adapting toward normalization, gradually erasing the boundary between my perception of the Outer World and the Inner World.

Before, I’d always treated Spirit Vision and normal vision as two separate states.

Now, it seemed that wasn’t entirely accurate.

If I had to describe it, it was about the depth of understanding the relationship between “0” and “1,” from existence to nonexistence.

Beyond that, there were “2,” “3,” and countless other depths.

If I treated shallow Spirit Vision as my default state and adapted to it, it wouldn’t disrupt my life much.

In fact, because I was in contact with the extraordinary world, it might give me new perspectives on the world.

Like now my Spirit Vision “seemed” to be active, but I could no longer see that intimidating golden eye.

I could only faintly see specks of golden light swirling around Tan Han.

Clearly, I had “self-shielded” that force, just like I did with other information.

My control over Spirit Vision seemed to have inexplicably improved.

I didn’t know if that was good or bad, but I was in no mood to dwell on it, because I saw a faint “space” forming around Tan Han.

It was small, barely enveloping her body, but it was so familiar.

Wasn’t this the Meditation Space that seniors formed during Meditation?

Tan Han had succeeded.

So effortlessly, so quickly it was almost unbelievable.

I could even feel her Meditation Space expanding bit by bit, visibly as if it were devouring “space”.

No, devouring space wasn’t accurate.

It was more like assimilating the “Dream State.”

I stood cautiously to the side, watching her Meditation Space grow before my eyes, enveloping a larger area.

But I didn’t dare step into it or touch it with my hands.

I just carefully backed away a few steps.

Until I was pressed against the wall.

I watched as Tan Han’s Meditation Space touched the tip of my nose, eventually encompassing me.

The process felt seamless, as if I and this mental space existed in different dimensions.

I let out a sigh of relief and sincerely congratulated Tan Han.

This meant I could take the money without any burden.

After all, whether I contributed or not, the result was that Tan Han succeeded.

Even if I was just a bystander, I was a witness to this miracle.

Tan Han was the true genius who succeeded in Meditation on her first try.

The title of “study god” was well-deserved.

Should I share this good news with the seniors at the Bakery Club?

Especially the store manager, she seemed to care a lot about Tan Han.

In the end, I didn’t.

I wasn’t sure if Tan Han would mind, and I didn’t want to create any distance between us because of my actions.

It’d be better to let her share the good news herself.

That kind of joy was best expressed personally.

I quietly stood up and went to the Incense Burner.

Since I’d taken the money, I should at least handle some small tasks, like changing the incense.

The incense couldn’t burn forever, so I needed to replace it.

The Meditation Incense was provided here anyway.

Why not use it?

With the continuous support of the incense, Tan Han’s mental strength would benefit.

I could stay up all night if needed.

Her Meditation might last a long time.

Maybe she’d open her eyes to find it was already the next day.

Don’t blame me for being so proactive.

When someone pays you ten thousand to stay up and change incense, anyone would be eager to do it well.

But I hadn’t expected Tan Han’s Meditation to actually last until the next day.

I looked at the time on my phone, which had passed my usual wake-up time.

Then I glanced at Tan Han, still meditating through the night.

Didn’t the books say Meditation couldn’t replace sleep?

It seemed I wouldn’t be able to help at the shop today.

I gently covered the Incense Burner.

This was the last incense change.

If she still hadn’t woken up by morning, I’d call it quits.

Yawning, I returned to my little corner, half-closing my eyes to rest.

Soon, I fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after I dozed off, Tan Han slowly opened her slightly weary eyes.

A night of Meditation had been too taxing for her, but the results were remarkable.

She hadn’t expected Meditation to be so simple for her just closing her eyes, succeeding, and opening them again to find it was now.

The Meditation Space and Mental Threads she had touched and mastered them all in one night.

Tan Han tilted her head slightly.

The unique scent of the incense relaxed her tired mind, but she remembered that the incense she’d lit couldn’t have burned this long.

Even if she didn’t know how much time had passed, the exhaustion was undeniable.

Was it Little Han?

Tan Han’s gaze swept the room, finally landing on Little Han, asleep in the corner.

She hadn’t left?

Tan Han stood up to approach but realized her legs were numb from sitting in that position all night.

Slightly embarrassed, she sat back down to recover, sneaking a glance at me to confirm no one had noticed before relaxing.

“Time to go back… I should take Little Han with me.”